Playing Doctors And Nurses

I had my first medical appointment last week. In the end, like with most things on this front so far, it was a period of anxious anticipation followed by vague disappointment and confusion after the appointment at what any of it actually means in practical terms. In essence, I found out nothing that I hadn't inferred from the blood test results that had been given to me the week before. I have slightly high cholesterol, my liver was a tiny bit strained, probably from having had a drink the day before or something like that, so that's nothing to worry about, my CD4 count is 527 and my viral load is something like 26351, again quite okay. I don't carry toxoplasmosis or CMV, which again makes for a good prognosis.

So yeah, I'm okay, I've got to talk to a dietician and I've got to have an appointment again in three months and other than that, life goes on as normal, unless somehow I can vampire kiss a crocodile some time soon.